On an unseasonably warm spring day more than 18 years ago, I said goodbye to my life as a "dink" (double income, no kids) a popular description for our type in the 1990's. My schedule was not that different than any other day. An early morning doctor's appointment. Check. Head into the office after. Check. Admitting to myself a small pang of sorrow over the recent necessary departure of my black T-top sports car. Check. Looking forward to an eight week absensce from the testosterone driven business I worked in. Check! A break from wearing the high heels I could no longer see. Check!! Indescribable excitement that my life was about to change forever. Check!!!
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